I hate you.

That’s what you want to hear right? The angry child lashing out at the evil bastard that took everything from him. The classic tale of good versus evil where good triumphs in the end but there’s always a curve ball thrown their way so evil can escape for the next round.

You’ll beat me but get your ass kicked, I’ll win and come within inches of throttling you but you’ll always have some trick up your sleeve. Some distraction, some secret that’ll tear me up from the inside out, while you waltz away and continue this endless cycle of ours.

Because you won’t kill me, I’m your favorite play thing right? Your little experiment that you’ll continue toying with until the end of time.

And no matter what I say, what I do, I won’t kill you right? Because despite everything I cling to being that hero, I still need to be that hope in the darkness. And of course, I wouldn’t want to disapoint the memory of dear old mommy and daddy.

Maxwell, the greatest hero Arcadia never deserved and Sarah…the woman who despite everything you have done to discredit her name and ruin her memory was a better person on her worst day then you ever could be on your best.

The two angels on my shoulders stopping me from sinking to your level and ending you.

Maybe.

A year, six months, hell even two months ago that’d be true. But you forget one thing dickhead, the truth changes everything.

And telling me what I knew all along was the stupidest mistake of your life.

That’s the one weakness you have Nox, you’re closed minded. You see only what you want to see. You look at a broken kid and see a helpless plaything. You look at a conflicted man and see only the weakness in his emotion.

But deep down there’s nothing but cold calculation. A scientific method that you wish you had the mind to understand, years upon years manipulated all to get one overconfident dickhead to walk his way down death row.

Because you’re right, I want to be a hero. I want to do the right thing and be the savior they may never deserve. As the people who raised me try and guide me through the light.

But you woke up the devil in my ear dragging me back down into the dark.

Doom is coming for you because I am my father’s son and the only thing he’s telling me is to end this smug cunt once and for all.

This cage is your end Nox, no more games. No more distractions. This ends when you get sent on your way screaming to Tartarus.

James Jackson might want to do it for his parents, James Ryjen wants to do it for Arcadia but they’re not home right now.

I am James Fucking Doom and you might not kneel before me Nox

But before tonight is through,

You will Die Before Doom.